tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7110266514688952362.post5690360831340617089..comments2023-10-31T11:40:27.906+00:00Comments on TROY'S BLOG: HURRY UP! IT'S TIME FOR SCHOOLTroyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05279890687481412751noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7110266514688952362.post-953928014737239022011-01-31T18:48:43.488+00:002011-01-31T18:48:43.488+00:00Trish - your son certainly sounds like a stickler ...Trish - your son certainly sounds like a stickler for time. Can't believe he spends all weekend in bed when he could be out enjoying the delights of Spalding.<br /><br />Lena - welcome here for the first time and hope to see you again.<br /><br />Suzanne - I don't get my breakfast until after the school run so that 20 minutes doesn't include food and drink time.<br /><br />CJ - yes but who's doing the chasing, you or Amy?Troyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05279890687481412751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7110266514688952362.post-86112216269596318592011-01-31T14:05:12.453+00:002011-01-31T14:05:12.453+00:00It's the same here. Constantly saying, "c...It's the same here. Constantly saying, "come on, hurry up!" but we're always on time. <br /><br />CJ xxAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7110266514688952362.post-65460362993567012012011-01-30T21:20:46.470+00:002011-01-30T21:20:46.470+00:00This sounds familiar. Only it's me doing the s...This sounds familiar. Only it's me doing the shouting otherwise the 14-year-old would take all day to get ready.<br /><br />Have to confess I'm very impressed that you can get ready in 20 minutes. Most days I get up at 5.30 and we're still struggling to be ready to leave at 8.<br /><br />XXSuzanne Ross Joneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08561888635304578484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7110266514688952362.post-87071465453637777482011-01-30T18:50:48.476+00:002011-01-30T18:50:48.476+00:00How I'd love a punctual house. It's often ...How I'd love a punctual house. It's often "Oh, by the way, mum..." I'm faced with. I don't think they've heard of the night before....Helenahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13447013188405986054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7110266514688952362.post-21827371985828526462011-01-30T14:28:59.678+00:002011-01-30T14:28:59.678+00:00Troy Junior seems very like my son. He's a sti...Troy Junior seems very like my son. He's a stickler for time, doesn't want to be late and is a bit obsessive as to the timings of routines in the morning. I wake him at 6.52, he gets up at 6.58 for shower, breakfast at 7.25, leaves the house to get the bus at 7.50. It's funny, if he's ready by 7.45 he sits and waits until it's 7.50 before leaving.<br />Weekends are totally different - he'd stay in bed all day and no amount of chivvying will shift him!Trishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00119443727504215312noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7110266514688952362.post-6300114091672042522011-01-27T10:25:32.602+00:002011-01-27T10:25:32.602+00:00Debs - yes but in my case it is Troy Junior chasin...Debs - yes but in my case it is Troy Junior chasing me not vice versa!<br /><br />Lane - I suspect when Troy Junior becomes a teenager that I'll be the one doing all the chasing.<br /><br />Catharine - as I said to Lane above, I'm sure there will be role-reversal at some stage before his school days finish.<br /><br />Joe - gosh! You almost wrote a manual there.<br /><br />Grumpy - I guess it depends how thick your curtains are.Troyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05279890687481412751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7110266514688952362.post-36714402338004932502011-01-26T17:00:46.391+00:002011-01-26T17:00:46.391+00:00Is it dark at 8.15?Is it dark at 8.15?Grumpy Old Kenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17828200865710133059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7110266514688952362.post-88698204022188315132011-01-26T12:00:29.073+00:002011-01-26T12:00:29.073+00:00Sorry, Troy, but that sounds tame compared to us. ...Sorry, Troy, but that sounds tame compared to us. Our flat resembles a war zone with pitched battle lines between the older and younger members of the family from 6:45 am to 7:35 am every day. (We start early down here in the smoke.) Occasionally, one of the younger ones will temporarily cross the lines to support the older generation in an uneasy alliance against the other kid, but usually only because they’ve managed to have their first fight of the day between themselves earlier than usual. <br />I have been known to pull the unworthy trick of pretending to be R-E-A-L-L-Y angry earlier than I should be in the proceedings, (there seem to be set rules about this kind of thing) because at that point they usually shut up and get ready quicker.<br />I might be making this out to be worse than it is because this morning was particularly bad...but only slightly worse. (I mean how long can it take an 11 year old to put on his socks!)Joe Steinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07603534286351324896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7110266514688952362.post-90353587026796595672011-01-26T11:45:57.184+00:002011-01-26T11:45:57.184+00:00Oh - ha! ha!
I wish it were that way in our house!...Oh - ha! ha!<br />I wish it were that way in our house!Catharine Withenayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06936767499911371984noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7110266514688952362.post-32348858727965798952011-01-26T09:05:26.982+00:002011-01-26T09:05:26.982+00:00Ha! Troy Jr sounds a very conscientious young man....Ha! Troy Jr sounds a very conscientious young man.<br /><br />Sadly it's the opposite in our house. I take on the role of the talking clock. Or rather at 8.15, I become the shouting clock.Lane Mathiashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08147122748453850264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7110266514688952362.post-73103782317186852712011-01-25T17:43:13.687+00:002011-01-25T17:43:13.687+00:00Sigh. I have a similar scenario every morning with...Sigh. I have a similar scenario every morning with my daughter. I'm usually bathed, dressed and sitting in the car having made her breakfast, lunch and sorted everything for the dog. Exhausting.Deborah Carr (Debs)https://www.blogger.com/profile/03223653554549707595noreply@blogger.com